A beekeepers legacy ..... [CRE2017]

My inheritance was delivered the other day .
My grandfather had recently died ,
and his estate was willed to me .
He had lived on top of a cliff , over hanging the ocean ,
and his rundown mansion was more like a castle , than a house .
The house had never been maintained , and it looked ready to fall into the sea.
I hadn't seen him since I was a kid , and my memories of him were vague ,
to say the least .
My parents always told me he was eccentric , a beekeeper by trade ,
and that was all I really knew .

Like me , he was a real loner , a man of complete mystery to everybody .
I determined to keep the house in his memory,[he had built it single-handed]
and set about assessing the priorities for repair . It was mostly stone , and all of
the masonry was fine . The woodwork however , was in bad shape . The renovation
would be expensive and time consuming .
As I descended the stairs to the cellar ,
I came to a landing ,that had a trap door in it .
This immediately aroused my curiosity , and I spent the next hour exploring
the corridors beneath it .
As I descended , the darkness gave way to a gentle glow , that illuminated my way.
Rounding the next corner , I was shocked to find before me a large , glowing disc.
A U.F.O !
Granpa ,you sly fox .
This was incredible . What a find . I would be famous .
I could sell it ! ... or , maybe not .
I had plenty of money , so that really wasn't an issue . What I had to do now was
find out more .
As I approached , the disc rose from the floor , and a door opened ,
a ladder extending to the floor. Throwing caution to the wind ,
I climbed inside and had a good look around.
It was only small , about the size of a bedsit inside . There was a bed ,
a futuristic looking arm chair , and not much else . It had a console in front ,
and shuttered port holes , with what looked like internal plumbing ,
running in all directions on the ceiling.
The golden glow was coming from everywhere ,yet it didn't seem to have
any interior lights . I made myself comfortable in the arm chair ,
and it was THE most comfortable chair I had ever sat in .
So relaxing ..... I must have fallen asleep , because,
when I woke up , .....
the disc had settled gently to the floor , and the port holes and door opened .
But I wasn't underground , below my grandfather's mansion .
The view through the door was staggering .
I was parked on a golden runway , next to a hundred similar discs ,
facing what I could only , describe as The garden of Eden . !

I jumped to the runway , and was met by a small group of people ,
who motioned me to follow them . As we moved into the garden , I noticed animals
and insects of every description . Overhead , a massive crystal dome filled my view .
Beyond this , the dark sky was filled with stars , (none that I recognised)
and more brilliant than I had ever seen .
I pinched myself , to make sure I was awake .
Soon we came to a stream , and standing by it was a man , I instinctively knew was God .
My escorts left me , and God began to speak .
"No , you haven't died ",he began,"this is where all life comes from.
Your grandfather is one of the saints ,
and now he is at rest , in heaven ".
"You have inherited his job , that means
you now work for me as the beekeeper"!
Your disc is a holy vessel that delivers
my handiwork , to my latest creations .
" Return to the disc now and be on your way."

I made my way back , and inside the disc , on the bed , was a dozen bee hives !
Upon making myself comfortable in the armchair , I again fell into a deep sleep.

Next thing I know , I'm awake , and standing next to the disc again
on a planet with two suns in the sky .
Golden discs of all sizes , were coming and going , unloading animals ,
plants , insects , all of the new inhabitants , of all colours and shapes .
The atmosphere was like a huge happy party .

I was in complete awe .
My cargo of bees , was unloaded and I was bid farewell .

Again I relaxed in the armchair . The portholes and door closed ,
and somehow I dozed off !
When I awoke , I was once more in my grandfather's windowless cavern ,
the trip was over .!

Over the next fifty years , I made many more trips , each time to a different planet .
Obviously this must remain my closest guarded secret ,
and my grandson will inherit the same task
.... the beekeepers legacy...

THE END

a reply to: radarloveguy

Well done radar. May I ask what your inspiration for this story was?

Easy to read.

My regards,

Bally

radarloveguy

A beekeeper, huh? Amazing how things aren't always what we think they are. I like that you represent that in this story. An old shambled house..nothing much to see, turns into something out of this world and amazing. I loved it!

Thanks,
blend57

radar - I liked this a lot. A neat take on it incorporating the UFO with a strange-yet-ordinary job of beekeeper.

Fun to read - thank you!

Well, that was unexpected and interesting! Good job, I enjoyed this!

a reply to: radarloveguy

Interesting. So, perhaps the beekeeper can save the bees?
Good luck in the contest I enjoyed the story.

a reply to: radarloveguy

Starred, good writing.